Coral Rock Castle: The House that Heartbreak BuiltAfter getting dumped at the altar, Ed Leedskalnin devoted the rest of his life to building a giant rock monument for his lost love. The weirdest part? He built it with no assistance, even though many of the rocks weigh 30 tons.

Couple Celebrates 50 Years of Once-Forbidden Love While most young couples held hands on the streets, Laurence and Lena Nelson were forced to hide their relationship. In an era of segregation and blatant racism, it was a dangerous time for an interracial couple to be in love. But for Laurence and Lena, it was worth the risk.

Thank you, Gimundo, for inspiring us to be more than who we are when we love.

As I had suspected, Shidah would be at the home of her mother-in-law after the death of her husband. I didn't dare call her too soon in case I'd end up calling at the wrong time. Staying with her in-laws, she would know better when would be the right time to call me if she needed to.

With her problems of being abused by her husband when he was alive, we would have thought her problems would be over after his death. But apparently her problems aren't over yet. No, she's not being abused by her in-laws, but with Shidah keeping too many secrets, she's living in fear of her secrets being exposed, although personally speaking, I feel some of those secrets should not have been kept a secret in the first place.

Shidah's in-laws want her to stay with them, as they are afraid she may go back to her old religion (her family aren't Muslim) if she goes back for good to her country. They told her it would be okay to go back and visit them, but not to go back for good. Frankly, if Shidah does go back to visit her own family, there's not much her in-laws can do if she doesn't come back. So really, I have the feeling Shidah herself wants to stay on in Malaysia, it's just that she doesn't want to be too controlled by her in-laws. Right now it seems they don't even allow her to go back temporarily to her rented house in Ipoh. No doubt her husband is no longer around to pay for the rent, but the rental for February had already been paid for until the end of the month, and besides, she needs to pack her things at the rented house. Her MIL told her to wait for her sis-in-law to come back before they go to the house together to pack all the stuff.

I asked Shidah why couldn't she just tell her in-laws that she misses her daughter from her first husband whom she had left back in her old country. I was surprised to find out that her in-laws are not aware that she has a daughter from a prior marriage. Only her late husband knew that. Surely her in-laws would understand if she wanted to go back and see her daughter whom she had not met since she married her second husband??

Her in-laws, understandably, are also not aware of her HIV status. So, how is she going for her appointments at the hospital without them asking why? I told her to just inform them of whatever other "normal" ailments needing regular check-ups at the hospital, but she said her sis-in-law was the type who'd query every single detail.

I told her to better think of something so as not miss any of her hospital appointments.

Today she called me again. This time she spoke in such a speed that I found it hard to understand her foreign dialect although she was speaking in Malay. It seems her MIL sort of found out about the HIV – not Shidah's but apparently her late hubby. As far as we knew, Shidah's late hubby was not infected. He was tested once and after that did not get tested again.

However, apparently one of the MIL's neighbour works at the hospital, and she was the one who told the MIL that Shidah's late hubby had been tested for HIV. The MIL confronted Shidah and asked if it was true her son had HIV. The MIL, who knew her son had an affair with another woman, thought he could have got it from that woman. Shidah could have taken the opportunity to open up to her MIL. After all, she had not done anything wrong. It wasn't her fault she got infected with HIV.

Even if she didn't want to tell the whole truth, Shidah could have taken the chance to at least say she wasn't aware of it and that would be a good enough excuse for her to go to the hospital to be tested. But no, she decided to deny every single thing. Now she doesn't know what story to tell her in-laws when she needs to go to the hospital at the end of the month. And then she asked if I could go over to her MIL's house and come up with a story to bring her to Ipoh without telling the in-laws that she needed to go to the hospital. In other words, she wanted me to go to meet her in-laws and lie to them.

Whoa woman! I can keep your secrets but please don't ask me to lie for you. I refused. I told her to find her own excuses if she was not willing to tell them at least part of the truth.

Shidah said she wanted to stay on in Malaysia and asked if I could try find her a job – she didn't mind if she had to work as a cleaner or something like that. I told her I could ask around, but she herself would need to ask her in-laws for permission if I could find her a job. By the way it sounded, her in-laws (according to Shidah, especially her sis-in-law) wouldn't let her go anywhere without any one of them accompanying her.

Frankly I don't think things would be too complicated if Shidah had not decided to keep too many secrets from her in-laws. They aren't even aware about her child from her previous marriage??

FT and Urban Wellbeing Minister, Datuk Raja Nong Chik Raja Zainal Abidin's denial that the usage of RM1.5 billion of Employees Provident Fund (EPF) to finance home loans for unqualified home buyers meant the federal government had run out of money, opens up the possibility of alternative funding options for home buyers.

Taking Raja Nong Chik's statement at face value, I propose that the government consider these the two following options, which the government can rightly consider, since, according to Raja Nong Chik, the treasury has the money.

The first, is to offer financing based on an NFC-like soft loan interest rate of 2% given to a federal minister's family instead of the announced 6.5 percent interest rate by DBKL's Deputy DG, Mhd Amin Nordin, for the low income, deemed unqualified home buyers by commercial banks.

Based on an annual 6.5% interest rate for a 25 years loan tenure would increase the price of the units from RM35,000 to RM70,800 as compared to an annual 2% interest rate levied for 25 years of just RM44,400.

The Minister should respond as to why wasn't the same loan consideration for the NFC extended to the rakyat in this scheme? It would seem that the Minister's announcement of a 10 percent default rate is connected to the 6.5 percent high interest rate charged to the low income earners.

The second, is to offer a more equitable funding mechanism called the 'Rent-to-Own and Zero Interest' Scheme. For example, a RM35,000 unit for 20 years would only require a RM145 monthly repayment not including building maintenance fees. This approach would fulfill a people-centric economic goal since the units offered have already been built and currently occupied with the construction costs already accounted for. This scheme would also eliminate any further administration cost as the existing monthly rental collection system in use can remain. This is a win-win concept for all stakeholders.

Furthermore, this scheme should be expanded to include all Malaysians nation wide because not all lower-income group resides in Kuala Lumpur. The scheme should be available regardless of economic status and race to provide for basic home ownership in an equitable and transparent manner.

In the interest of a 'people first' democratic process a referendum should be held for the residents to select which option is preferred; the EPF 5.5% scheme, the ala-'NFC' soft loan 2% scheme or the Rent-to-Own, Zero Interest scheme? The two alternative options are even more viable with the minister's recent statement that the government treasury has the funds in spite of proposing to use EPF for the scheme.

Finally, I accept the minister's challenge to an open debate which should be titled 'Which is the best funding option for PPR-PA home ownership?". This debate should also be telecast live on television similar to the live telecast of the debate between Penang Chief Minister and MCA President by Astro. This indeed would be democracy in practice, predicated upon the right to information for the rakyat. After all, Malaysians want to know for certain that our treasury is really not empty.

Rivalry between Karpal Singh and Dr Ramasamy will eventually see both of them settling it in court. However, its not about their differences.

Karpal is expected to take up the position as a defense lawyer for The Star newspaper which is being sued for 'defamation' by the plaintiff, Ramasamy who is also Penang Deputy Chief Minister.

Both, from DAP, will turn the case as a showdown about 'who holds supreme' in the party after the spat which saw Rama facing the party's disciplinary action soon.

Karpal is hoping for Rama to be sacked from the opposition party while his 'enemy' is said to have launched an 'anti-Karpal' campaign nationwide - should the party expels him, his few thousand supporters would quit from DAP.

Looks like The Star is a perfect scapegoat for the two. But why didn't Ramasamy take similar action on Tamil Osai newspaper which was accused of making 'irresponsible stories' about him and his supporters?

Compared with The Star reports, Tamil Osai was more blunt in criticising him which led to the spat with Karpal during a party convention in Penang late last year!

Opppsss... Maybe I've forgotten the fact that the editor of Tamil Osai has come up with an apology but according to The Star's reporter who interviewed him in Penang, everything that appeared in the newspaper was what Rama actually said, and it was verbatim.

So, why is he suing The Star for RM10 million if there is no chance for him to get that money? Karpal is not a low-tier lawyer as he is one of the most sought after in the country!

I know it is Valentine's Day tomorrow but for a change, I am re-posting the following which is a true story that shows how selfishness and immaturity can rob us of the chance to love....sometimes it may be just too late...

Let us not be carried away by the commercialization of Valentine's Day. There is no necessity to send roses or cards or give expensive presents to our loved ones on this day. Everyday should be Valentine's Day! And we should never fail to tell our loved ones how much we love them.

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A VALENTINE'S CARD - author unknown-

A year ago today, I had lunch with my boyfriend and took the opportunity to complain to him.

"Today is Valentine's Day. Why didn't you give me any flowers?" He raised his eyebrow.

"Why should I give you flowers? You are not my anyone."

"Then.. you should at least give me a card!" I pouted my lips, hurt by his tone.

"I know, I know. After lunch, I'll send you an e-card."

"E-card??" That sounds so impersonal, but that's the way he is.

"You have to e-mail it to me. I'll be waiting."

I excitedly smiled and planned to sneak home after lunch to check e-mail.

Even though he wouldn't use any romantic words, I still looked forward to the card.

"I'm going back to work. Hurry and send me the card!"

As soon as I walked in my door, I turned on my computer and got online. Staring at the empty inbox, I began to reminisce about how we met.

Maybe no one will believe me, but my boyfriend and I were actually neighbors. Our homes were only 1 wall away. Ever since we were kids, we liked to fight with each other all day long. We were only neighbors. At that time, I hated my parents for making us live next to him. At that time, I had a crush on a senior. After a while, I found out that the senior student had lots of girlfriends. When I cried about it, he silently passed me a handkerchief and awkwardly held me in his arms.

"I told you he wasn't any good." He roughly comforted me.

I cried in his arms the whole night, and began to see him in a different way. Things began to change between us. We still fought all the time, but he started to look at me differently. And I blushed and my heart beat faster when he was near. We both knew: we fell in love with each other.

Even with this knowledge, neither of us said anything. Even though we would not be able to resist and kissed each other constantly.

Even though we cared about each other's every moves. Both of us refused to admit our love. Alright, we became lovers, but we still wouldn't say we loved each other.

We didn't even spend Valentine's Day together until he saw me share dinner with a man one Valentine's Day.

That night, he waited for me in front of my door and said that he would take me out to dinner on Valentine's Day from then on. I have to say that he was very arrogant.

But I nodded and accepted his request. Since then, we spent every Valentine's Day together.

On the surface, we may have left each other. But in reality, we were still together. We spent every Valentine's Day together but each year became more dreary than the next because he never told me he loved me even with all my hints.

Still facing the empty inbox, I suddenly grew very angry. He wouldn't say it and wouldn't send me a card.

What did he mean? Who did he think I was? I called his cell phone.

"Hello." He picked up the phone.

"I didn't receive the card." I immediately showed my pleasure.

"You didn't receive it?" He seemed really busy . "But I sent it." He was really busy but I didn't care.

"I didn't receive it. Send it again."

"Okay, I'll send you 100 times. Is that good enough??" He said with impatience.

His tone further infuriated me. Is that how lovers speak to each other?

"Don't bother sending it to me. And you don't have to pick me up tonight. I'll eat dinner by myself."

"Don't be childish, ok? I'm really busy."

"I am childish!" I hung up the phone and tears rolled down my cheeks.

Childish?? Why didn't he consider the situation?

We've gone out for so many years and spent countless Valentine's Day together. I never received any flowers nor cards from him. Now, I just want a little e-card. Is that too much to ask for??

I unplugged the phone from the wall and turned off my cell phone. I didn't want to hear his explanations.

After I returned to the hospital, I instructed the receptionist not to forward me any phone calls. I wanted to concentrate on work. Because there were so many emergencies today, I was sweating 1 hour later and forgot about our argument.

"Dr. Shu, please take a look at that patient." As I was collecting my equipment, the shrill sound of an ambulance sounded outside the ER. When I stepped out the door, the emergency medics hurriedly wheeled in a gurney.

"What happened to him?" I asked the 1st medic. Everyone else were trying to help put the patient on the gurney. He was covered with blood.

"Car accident." The medic replied.

"Very serious. He may die." I nodded and ran to the operating room with them.

When I arrived, the nurses told me that the man had already stopped breathing and also his heartbeat also stopped.

"Prepare for shock." I calmly instructed the nurses. Saving people is our duty. We can't and shouldn't lose our calm.

But when I saw who laid on the operating table, I lost my calm. That person was my BOYFRIEND!

"NO..." I stood in shock. "NO!!!" I grabbed the paddles and continuously shocked his body.

His body bounced up and down from the shocks. The scared nurses went to find another doctor, to tell him that I was crazy.

I didn't know if I was crazy or not. I just wanted to save my lover. Even though we fought all the time. Even though he never showed me his love.

I still wanted to save him. He still owed me a card. He couldn't die!

I threw away the paddles and began to press on his heart. I pressed with all my strength, hoping it would revive him, but he didn't wake up. He didn't even say "It hurts".

He just laid there with his eyes closed, punishing me with his silence.

Dr. Jian angrily pushed me away. By that time, I couldn't see clearly anymore. I cried. I wailed. I bowled until no sounds could come out of my mouth.

Yes, I'm a doctor, but I'm also a regular person. How can Dr. Jian understand how I feel? I've loved him for so many years that it's become a habit. How can I just throw away a habit?

Besides, he still owed me a card.

"I want him to live! I want him to live!" I ran to him again and tried to knock the life back into his body.

"Take her away!"

That day, I lost my control and my professionalism. And that day happened to be Valentine's Day.

Afterwards, I asked his co-workers why he left work early that day. They told me that after I hung up the phone, he tried to call me several times but couldn't reach me.

Worried, he drove to the hospital to find me and got hit by a large truck on the way.

When I heard this, I froze. My tantrum killed him.

Just because of an unmailed card, he died.

After that, I lost my privilege to be childish. Like an abandoned cat,I couldn't even cry anymore.

After his death, I couldn't cry anymore, regardless of how touching the plot or how tear-jerking the dialogue. They didn't affect me anymore. I turned on computer after a year later, even though I know no one will send me a mail, I still hoped that someone will remember me on this day.

GOSH....I have.... 100 emails! Who would be bored enough to send me 100 junk mail? I was just about to delete them all when I received another mail, and this one said: "Because of system error, we could not send these until today. We apologize for the delay." The sender was my BOYFRIEND!!!

I looked at the 1st mail. It showed the send date is last year's Valentine's Day. My heart began to beat fast.

Could he have sent these? With a trembling hand, I opened the mail.

The first thing that popped up was a gorgeous red rose set against green leaves. Then a beautiful melody began to play...."Only Love". I couldn't believe it. The rose was so beautiful and the music was so dreamy. I almost thought I was in a? fantasy.

Most touching of all were the words underneath the rose, because the words read like a beautiful poem.

"Only love can make a memory. Only love can make a moment last. You were there and all the world was young and all it's songs unsung and I remember you then when love was all, all you were living for, and how you gave that love to me...."

The lyrics of this song fits our love so closely. When he was alive,my world was so young.

Every day, I could find a something different to fight with him about.

But after he left, my life is only left with memories and coldness that will never go away. When I read these words, my tears unconsciously came, wetting the keyboard. I replied 100 times, and "Only Love" played 100 times. On this cold Valentine's night, the line that's been broken for LAST ONE YEAR WAS FINALLY RECONNECTED.

The Lone Ranger is a fictional masked ex-Texas Ranger who, with his Native American companion Tonto, fights injustice in the American Old West. The character has become an enduring icon of American culture.

He first appeared in 1933 in a radio show conceived either by WXYZ radio station owner George W. Trendleor by Fran Striker,[9] the show's writer.

The show proved to be a huge hit, and spawned an equally popular television show that ran from 1949 to 1957, as well as comic books and movies. The title character was played on radio by George Seaton, Earle Graser, and most memorably Brace Beemer.

To television viewers, Clayton Moore was the Lone Ranger. Tonto was played by, among others, John Todd, Roland Parker, and in the television series, Jay Silverheels.

Departing on his white stallion, Silver, the Lone Ranger would shout, "Hi-yo, Silver! Away!" As they galloped off, someone would ask, "Who was that masked man anyway?" Tonto usually referred to the Lone Ranger as "Ke-mo sah-bee", meaning "trusty scout" or "trusted friend."

These catchphrases, his trademark silver bullets, and the theme music from the William Tell overture are indelibly stamped in the memories of millions who came of age during the decades of the show's initial popularity or viewed the television series. Reruns of The Lone Ranger starring Clayton Moore were still being transmitted as of August 2010, sixty-one years after their initial broadcast. CLICK HERE for more.

Just for laughs, here are a few jokes about Lone Ranger and his sidekick, Tonto.

If you have time, do share some of your fond memories of Western flicks of the '60s or 70's.

The Lone Ranger ponders for a minute then says, "Astronomically speaking, it tells me there are millions of galaxies and potentially billions of planets.

Astrologically, it tells me that Saturn is in Leo.

Time wise, it appears to be approximately a quarter past three in the morning.

Theologically, it's evident the Lord is all-powerful and we are small and insignificant.

Meteorologically, it seems we will have a beautiful day tomorrow. What's it tell you, Tonto?"

Tonto is silent for a moment, then says, "Kemo Sabe, you dumber than buffalo shit. It means someone stole tent."

-Author Unknown-

The Lone Ranger and Tonto were at the bar drinking, when in walks a cowboy who yells, "Who's white horse it that outside?"

The Lone Ranger finishes off his whiskey, slams down the glass, turns around and says, "It's my horse. Why do you want to know?"

The cowboy looks at him and says, "Well, your horse is standing out there in the sun and he don't look too good."

The Lone Ranger and Tonto run outside and they see that Silver is in bad shape, suffering from heat exhaustion.

The Loan Ranger moves his horse into the shade and gets a bucket of water. He then pours some of the water over the horse and gives the rest to Silver to drink.

It is then he notices that there isn't a breeze so he asks Tonto if he would start running around Silver to get some air flowing and perhaps cool him down.

Being a faithful friend, Tonto starts running around Silver. The Lone Ranger stands there for a bit then realizes there is not much more he can do, so he goes back into the bar and orders another whiskey.

After a bit a cowboy walks in and says, "Whose white horse is that outside?"

Slowly the Lone Ranger turns around and says, "That is my horse, what is wrong with him now?"

"Nothing," replies the cowboy, "I just wanted to let you know that you left your Injun running."

-Author Unknown-

Tonto and the Lone Ranger were riding across the prairie. Then Tonto got down from his horse and put his ear to the ground.

He looked at the Lone Ranger and said, "Buffalo come."

The Lone Ranger looked at him and said, "Wow, that's amazing! How did you figure that out?"

Tonto looked at the Lone Ranger and said, "Ear sticky!"

:-)

-Author Unknown- _____________________________

The bad guys have captured the Lone Ranger, have him naked on the ground, and are about to shoot him. "Do you have any last wishes??", one of them asks.

"Bring my horse, Silver, over here.", the Long Ranger replies.

They grant his wish and over comes Silver. The Lone Ranger whispers for a moment into Silver's ear.

Then Silver disappears over the horizon like lightning. He returns in just a few seconds with a big, beautiful woman in the saddle. She hops off Silver, strips naked and in short order she and the Long Ranger enjoy themselves to the utmost, much to the delight of the bad guys.

When they've finished, another bad guy says, "That looked like good fun. Do you have any other last wishes??"

"Yes ..bring my horse, Silver, over here one more time.", the Long Ranger replies.

Silver approaches, and the Long Ranger whispers into his ear, "You idiot! I said bring POSSE!"

Bangkok Trip: Famous Somboon Seafood Curry Crab (Day 3) – After eating chicken rice, we actually went back to shopping at Platinum Fashion Mall until our foot cannot stand the tiredness. Mom was really powerful as she can keep exploring and hunting for clothing even though the feet sores. Haha, girls really girls, when it comes to shopping, they can ignore everything.

We went back to hotel for a rest later, went to foot massage then we headed to Ratchada area for dinner – Somboon Seafood. Somboon Seafood is a very famous curry crab restaurant in Bangkok located at Ratchada area.

One tips for you is that don't get scam by taxi driver who offers to bring you to famous curry crab restaurant, Somboondee Restaurant. Some will thought it's the same restaurant, or it's the branch but it's a complete rip off of the real Somboon restaurant with a 'dee' added to the name, the price at Somboondee is blood sucking expensive and I've been there few years back.

But now we are clever already, we know the real curry crab is Somboon Seafood. We took a cab there and costs 100 Baht. You can also take MRT to there and get off at Hwai Khwang station.

Somboon Seafood is a very famous restaurant in Bangkok, specially famous with their "Bangkok's best fried crab curry", so it's a place that must no be missed when visiting Bangkok. The restaurant is so big that it spans 3 floors of seating. The dinner was awesome and love the curry crab.

This is the curry crab. It's nice to eat it with steamed rice. If you are lazy and want to skip the haze of eating crab, order the one without shell.

A kind of vegetable that tasted old, and crunchy. Like it because there's many garlic.

Noodle with goose feet.

Desserts! It's the yummy mango with glutinous rice. A famous Thai desserts.

One of my things I told myself when 2011 ended was to let go of the barely 3 months long relationship. Many would have asked, THREE MONTHS?! Is that even considered a relationship? To me, it was. At least, I knew I did loved him deeply and had hoped for the best.

I had asked my 2 kakis, do you think I would stay single for more than a year? One said, why not. You are already single for the past (Sept, Oct, Nov, Dec, Jan) 5 months, another 7 months shouldn't be an issue. Whereas the other said, of course single la! She within those 4 months went through shit, breakups and going steady.

HAHA. Seriously, with these 2 girls around, how to stay emo for long?

Beginning of the year, I was still thinking about him. Still harbouring hopes that our love might rekindle. Beginning he messaged me to ask where did I got my stainless steel rice cooker. Told him I didn't get it in the end. Parents got some cheap stainless steel pot from those household shops in Serangoon Central. Only cost us about $3 and with the glass cover, the total damage is only $5.90. Rather than getting the Buffalo brand of stainless steel rice cooker which might have cost us $100+. So I told him (thinking he just looking for normal stainless steel rice cookers), shops like Courts and Harvey Norman have a lot of choices. And guess what, he replied something like – " I know that. You think I'm dumb meh?"

Right.

Then he asked me where to get kimchi. That was the day I worked 0900 to 1800 and 1000 to 2300 the day before. My feet was feeling damn painful, till I'm actually on the verge of collapsing. I sat outside the outlet for an hour, crying. Because the pain was way too overwhelming. I didn't quite feel like replying him that day. I'm feeling real horrible that day and he just kept asking other shops I knew after mentioning there's one at Takashimaya's Basement.

So much for helping. I deleted all his messages, blocked him on MSN, removed him off from my Facebook feeds as well.

I was on relatively good terms with this guy friend of mine whom I "met" over WLNY. I shall named him CY. And so, I was relatively comfortable with chatting relationship issues with CY on top of sports issues. (Both of us are into running marathons and our interpretations of spending time with our loved ones are somewhat similar.) CY's exgirlfriend's personality somehow seem to resemble his. We were also talking how "depressing" it was to spend valentine's day this year. He has got an interview in the afternoon with HPB. And I have got classes in the morning and at night.

Good thing for him, his exgf had agreed to meet him on Valentine's Day. Happy boy. Haha. genuinely happy for him. Washed the car (Red Altis, fully paid for at $24000), got hair cut, bought new clothes, pants and shoes for his interview with HPB. I was somewhat envious that at least he had something to look forward to. Whereas what's coming up for me, is prelims and examinations. Something that I don't really wish to look forward to. I rather skipped the unhappy days.

And so, this exbf of mine, messaged me on Facebook to tell me that he had bought kimchi

Him: hey, i got the kimchi from bishan… it's near the interchange near koi. quite ok la.. 10$

Me: hmm? a shop or wad?

Him: yea. shop run by koreans

Me: okie. why the sudden interest in kimchi?

Him: nice wat

Me: how ur wrist

Him: damn pain still la fuck. damn sian

Me: so long? did the MRI?

Him: ya

Me: results?

Him: inconclusive. lol

Me: -.-xray?

Him: same whr u?

Me: home y

Him: asking [:\]

Me: u seem like u have got something to say

Him: ?? sup

Me: no? then nvm then.

Him: btw i was reading sim webbie. i need to ask u smth. the finance n business gt wat diff?

Me: ?

Him: bsc finance and bsc businss i confuse

Me: er. u would be taking more finance mods?

Him: eg? thn business is wat

Me: im not too sure

Him: icic which 1 u take?

Me: finance would probably deal with more banking related stuffs. biz is very big. can deal with mrkting, biz law, anything

Right. See? This conversation just reiterate what my brain is trying to tell my heart. Things are just not meant to be.

CY still tried to make me feel a little better saying that he's probably trying to get my attention by talking random stuffs and asking obvious questions.

At the end of the day, we STILL argued despite the minimal contact. And when he messaged me in Facebook, I didn't feel exactly excited. I don't feel anything special. Perhaps, I had really let it go this time.

Soreness from muscles fatigues, pain from 1cm wide burst blisters. Happiness from running 5km and 10km. I do emo at times. But at least I have the support from my two kakis to do what I love most – running. And of course there's a couple of great online friends I have met via WLNY encouraged whom shared the passion as me for their suggestions and pointers when it come to running.

To a healthy body and killer abs, I shall work hard!

Bangkok Trip: KuangHeng – Famous Chicken Rice (Day 3) – When you are in Thailand, you will think about Thai food like tomyam kung, pad thai, mango with glutinous rice. Those are authentic Thai food. But have you heard before that Bangkok has good Chinese-style chicken rice? Yes there is one that I know which is located right opposite of Platinum Fashion Mall.

We went there during our shopping break at Platinum Fashion Mall for lunch. In fact, every time mom and dad go to Bangkok, they will visit this chicken rice shop. The chicken rice shop is called Kuang Heng.

It is an old restaurant and has opened for more than 70 years, since 1932 and quite famous among the local. Same like our Hainanese chicken rice, the rice it self is chicken flavoured and they serve steam white chicken. What's special about it is the chilli sauce which taste a little spicy and sour. The sauce is nice to eat with rice and the chicken.

They even have a Facebook page too! That's our lunch for day 3 in Bangkok.

Outside of the shop.

Steamed white chicken hanging on the hook.

The black thing is chicken liver.

This is a special dish like our chai kuay (vegetable cake) but with chicken inside.

Bangkok Trip: Walking Along Central World Area & Platinum Mall (Day 3) – On day 3 of my Bangkok trip, after praying at the Erawan Shrine, we walked towards Platinum Fashion Mall, a place where my mom and dear Hueisean was crazy for, there are lots and lots and lots of clothing and girls accessories, all sell at affordable price. It's a shopping haven for the girls. We passed by Central World, which is also one of the largest shopping mall in Thailand and Asia and skipped that mall because that all the things inside are not very affordable to us. Haha. It somehow like our enlarge version of Pavilion, Kuala Lumpur.

The walk to Platinum Fashion Mall took us about 15-20 minutes. It was scorching hot under the hot sun and luckily we have umbrella with us. Though, there's only two umbrella for three of us. It's best to have one umbrella for each person. Along the way, there's some stall selling Thailand t-shirt and food by the roadside. So there's always things to see in in Bangkok.

It's so nice when we stepped into Platinum Fashion Mall because of the cooling air conditioning. It's so hot out there that I was so sweaty. I accompanied the two girls shopped at Platinum Fashion Mall. It's like a more beautiful version of our Berjaya Times Square with even more fashion stores. There's so many stores that Platinum Fashion Mall is divided into 3 buildings and each floor is classified into different type of fashion apparels. 80 percent of the mall are all about girls stuff, so I was pretty bored at there.

One thing, I realised the price is although affordable, but still Chatuchak's cheaper.

At lunch time, we crossed over to the opposite of Platinum Fashion Mall for a famous chicken rice lunch.

Over the weekend, I learnt that the president of The Old Frees' Association will be calling for a special general meeting on 25 Feb 2012 to approve two items on the agenda, one of which will be a budget for the coffee table book. As I am an interested party in this project, I will be present at the special general meeting in order to cast my vote in support of the book. We have gone too far forward to have this worthwhile project stopped. To all my friends who are members of the OFA, I wish to appeal for their presence and support at the meeting. See you there!

I was too busy during the weekend to take a real close look at the explanatory notes but my co-editor, Molly, stepped up admirably to add these few words:

This is an important heritage project for the PFS and The OFA. The PFS is the oldest school in South-East Asia and it rightly deserves to have this CTB as a record of its glorious history, academic excellence, great sportsmen and rich traditions. George Town is now a UNESCO World Heritage City and though the PFS is not listed as a heritage, we should ensure that we have our own heritage record of our Alma Mater. The PFS heritage will be seen in the old photographs of its majestic, beautiful colonial buildings, stories and articles between the blue covers of this CTB. These photo-essays will take many Old Frees on a nostalgic walk down memory lane. Moreover, they are also important because they can tell the young Frees of today something about their renowned school that not many are aware of, and give them written treasures to be proud of. In this way, the CTB bridges the past and present, providing a vital link between the Old Frees and the new generation of Frees.

The OFA CTB is lastly a work of inspiration. After the sections on the histories of the PFS and The OFA, many illustrious PFS alumni who responded to the OFA CTB circulars sent to all OFA members and those in the OFA Google Group wrote inspiring articles on how their Alma Mater had been their firm foundation of what they are today. Some reflected on their memorable and mischievous school days. Others wrote on their achievements today, none of which would be ever possible without the education which they had received in the PFS. Again, such articles would motivate young Frees and all readers to move onward to win and gain new laurels, no matter how strait the gate nor how charged with dangers the goal, as the PFS alumni have moved their own mountains with heart and soul.